[It all seems to happen at once when Slevin screams. Later it will be a whirlwind in Cassel's mind for a number of reasons, first and foremost the adrenaline, what will later become churning nausea. For the moment, Cassel is spurred on and left grinning by the scream.]
[He ducks down to unchain Slevin's legs while the pain's at its peak. One hand is bare; the other glove he pulls off with his teeth. Both come to rest on Slevin's neck, and his eyes fall shut. He envisions the future.]
[It would have been much more complicated if he'd picked a form less serpentine. As it is, he intends to pull Slevin's limbs into his body until they no longer exist, twist and pull them up and out of the back of him, make wings over scales, a caduceus-serpent. And more. There is always more to it.]
[He exhales, and starts the change, scales tripping down Slevin's arms as his fingers recede--]
[The power cuts out. Everything groans, shifts, screams, as though the ship itself is falling apart. And then brightness so sharp it feels like he's being cut.]
[His fingers clamp down on Slevin's shoulders, eyes squeezes shut too tightly; he doesn't dare to look.]
Spam
[He ducks down to unchain Slevin's legs while the pain's at its peak. One hand is bare; the other glove he pulls off with his teeth. Both come to rest on Slevin's neck, and his eyes fall shut. He envisions the future.]
[It would have been much more complicated if he'd picked a form less serpentine. As it is, he intends to pull Slevin's limbs into his body until they no longer exist, twist and pull them up and out of the back of him, make wings over scales, a caduceus-serpent. And more. There is always more to it.]
[He exhales, and starts the change, scales tripping down Slevin's arms as his fingers recede--]
[The power cuts out. Everything groans, shifts, screams, as though the ship itself is falling apart. And then brightness so sharp it feels like he's being cut.]
[His fingers clamp down on Slevin's shoulders, eyes squeezes shut too tightly; he doesn't dare to look.]